I am in Seattle helping with the grands. I love Seattle. Took the train from the airport to downtown where my sweet son met me, loaded my luggage in the car. He went back to work and I went the Pike's Market-the happiest place on earth. Headed right to my favorite quilt store
"Undercover Quilts" and promptly bought a pattern for a B'Day present for my sister in law (the finished product is the gift, not the pattern ), some Laurel Burch fabulous border fabric, and 1/4 yard of sea shells for a second underwater seascape as my husband loved the first one.
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| Sloan sleeping |
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| Laurel Burch, Pattern of Moose in wilderness, seashells |
However, before the joy of Seattle and Pike's Market, my flights were eventful. One of my greatest fears is having a seat liner fold up into my underware and go flapping in the breeze behind me-well, it happened. I was about 4 rows back on the aisle and the man by the window had to get up-so I backed up to the front of the plane and the sweet ladies in the front row quietly said some thing was on my backside. Reaching to the back of me I removed 1/2 of one of those dreaded seat covers that was happily waving to the folks in the plane as I walked. I couldn't stop laughing-i mean, what were my choices?. Then I started thinking-How long was that there-I didn't use the restroom on the plane? How many people pointed and stared? When did I take off my sweatshirt? The moral of the story being-it was one of my greatest fears and I lived through it -giggling all the way-life is good and God is amazing-just when I think I'm all that-he sticks a seat liner in my drawers and parades me down the aisle of an airplane in front of 223 people:)
